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September 8, 2016

Perché non guardo le Paralimpiadi

Filed under: haiku,Newspeak,sana follia — Shylock @ 5:18 PM
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Perché non guardo
le Paralimpiadi:
le ho già viste.

July 12, 2016

La Vie Devant Soi

Filed under: Collateral Poetry,haiku — Shylock @ 1:57 PM
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La Vie Devant Soi :
la grande saggezza del
piccolo Momo.

“J’ai jamais aimé faire de la peine aux gens, je suis philosophe.”

“Les cauchemars, c’est ce que les rêves deviennent toujours en vieillissant.”

“Monsieur Hamil est un grand homme, mais les circonstances ne lui ont pas permis de le devenir.”

“Je pense que pour vivre, il faut s’y prendre très jeune, parce qu’après on perd toute sa valeur et personne ne vous fera de cadeaux.”

February 25, 2013

E io che pensavo parlasse di Giannino

Filed under: Poetic Justice — Shylock @ 1:51 PM
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Ogni generazione merita il suo Pinocchio.

December 31, 2012

Storia dell’orso

Filed under: haiku — Shylock @ 9:23 PM
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Storia dell’orso
Ernest e dell’amica
(topa) Céléstine:
tinte pastello, tratto
appena indefinito.

October 14, 2012

Winter’s Bone

Filed under: Collateral Poetry — Shylock @ 3:32 PM
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Never ask for what ought to be offered.

April 22, 2012

Zombie cubani

Filed under: haiku,sana follia — Shylock @ 10:04 AM
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Zombie cubani:
il comunismo è morto
arrangiatevi.

March 20, 2011

The Rider

Filed under: τέχνη [techne] — Shylock @ 10:15 AM
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‘When?’ said the moon to the stars in the sky
‘Soon’ said the wind that followed them all

Who?’ said the cloud that started to cry
‘Me’ said the rider as dry as a bone

‘How?’ said the sun that melted the ground
and ‘Why?’ said the river that refused to run

and ‘Where?’ said the thunder without a sound
‘Here’ said the rider and took up his gun

‘No’ said the stars to the moon in the sky
‘No’ said the trees that started to moan

‘No’ said the dust that blunted its eyes
‘Yes’ said the rider as white as a bone

‘No’ said the moon that rose from his sleep
‘No’ said the cry of the dying sun

‘No’ said the planet as it started to weep
‘Yes’ said the rider and laid down his gun

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